Comes and goes   Like in fits and dizzy spells   Like the weather      And it blows   Like it knows what's going wrong   Like it's clever      Has a name but the name goes unspoken   Weather vanes   Were all twisted and broken   So soldier on, soldier on      Flailing to the whir of a snack machine   And muted screams of an old regime   And then oh   Something gets in it   The nightshade gets in it   We were all fast asleep   Were all so fast asleep   But you woke us   You woke us from the strangest dream that an aubergine could ever know   Would ever know      Lava flows over crooks and craggy cliffs to the ocean   And explodes in a steam heat fevered cyclical motion   Has a name   But the name goes unspoken   It's in vain   Cause the language is broken   So cast your own, cast your own   Soldier on